kissed a stranger in a white dress ❂ weapon making less(o)ns

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DO YOU MIND IF I WILD OUT

AUBERON -- MASC/NONB. -- THE FROSTBLOWN -- SAGE -- MEDIUM DIFFICULTY

Upon his selection of the antler, the Sage would step closer to inspect it. Sewing few blemishes or fractures within the antler, he would bow his head, "It is well. It should do just fine for it's use, a good choice.", he would rumble softly. "A dagger made for use by one.", he would hum in thought, slipping around the smaller male easily.

Though his coughing fit had subsided, he could feel the tickling deep within his own throat, throwing him off balance internally. A bit annoying, not truly of concern to him what with the season. Bringing down another basket filled with an assortment of ores and raw chunks of stone, he would bring it to the same workspace as the first basket. "Ores will not look the same, but within them lies the necessary metals. Alas, we can craft a dagger from stone, though such creations are decorative and serve little purpose in battle or strategic use."

#psychosocial.